After having danced circles in my room with the sunlight streaming against my windows, I have decided that I'm not doing this 500 word assignment for Dr. Butler's Lit and Film class because I have nothing to say--and to that end, I won't be attending his class today, either. I will go to Schroeder's class and watch Flesh for Frankenstein and be disgusted and laugh with my friends and then I will get in my car and go SOMEWHERE so that I can enjoy this fleeting, fleeting day.
I will do this all barefoot.
I make my OWN Valentine's Day.
I will do this all barefoot.
I make my OWN Valentine's Day.
Barefoot girl with cheek of tan!
With thy turned-up pantaloons,
And thy merry whistled tunes;
With thy red lips, redder still
Kissed by strawberrys on the hill;
With the sunshine on thy face,
Through thy torn brim's jaunty grace;
From my heart I give thee joy--
I was once a barefoot boy!